After a goose feather snowfall, the sky cleared, and at dusk, the business of a snowstorm place called Xiaoxiang Pavilion in Weizhuang was extremely hot, and a few young girls who were greased and powdered, and their slender postures solicited business under the gatehouse of Xiaoxiang Pavilion.

At this time, a figure with a golden mask on his face and three knives behind his back, with a somewhat thin figure, slowly walked towards the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, which had already hung up the red lantern in advance.

At the beginning of the day after the snow, the snow on the ground began to melt under the warm winter sun, and the streets and alleys of Weizhuang looked very muddy, and you could vaguely see the jeans and canvas shoes of the people walking slowly towards the Xiaoxiang Pavilion with a little mud on their jeans and canvas shoes.

One by one, the women dressed up in fancy clothes saw that the person was wearing a golden mask, and there were three knives behind their backs, they were shocked by the aura of the man in front of them for a moment, and after a little flurging, a petite and delicate woman took the lead in reacting and said: "This brother come in and sit, we have all kinds of girls here, Brother Bao is satisfied!"

The person who wore a golden mask and carried three knives behind his back was none other than Yang Huaiping, who had taken Jia Lianfu and threw her into a blood-red sack.

The petite and delicate woman, who was not plump in body, enthusiastically grabbed Yang Huaiping's arm and said, "Little brother, come in and sit down, there are many beautiful sisters waiting for my brother inside?"

Yang Huaiping glanced up at the Xiaoxiang Pavilion where prostitutes and friends gathered, the corners of his mouth outlined a knowing smile, Yang Huaiping stretched out his hand to wrap his hand around the waist of the petite and delicate woman, and he walked into the Xiaoxiang Pavilion with an ambiguous atmosphere under the leadership of the petite and delicate woman.

The petite and delicate woman looked at Yang Huaiping with a coquettish face and said, "Little brother, you are really bad, you always take advantage of others for nothing!"

As soon as Yang Huaiping heard this, he took out the broken silver from his bosom and stuffed it into the corset of the petite and delicate woman in front of him.

At this time, the old bustard who still had the charm in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion saw Yang Huaiping with a golden mask walking into the field, she paced to Yang Huaiping's side and smiled like a blooming chrysanthemum and said: "I see that the young man looks dignified, and ordinary women must not be able to enter the eyes of the young man, our Xiaoxiang Pavilion came a few days ago to a natural beauty Liu Ruyan, our Liu girl is not a showman, I don't know if the young man wants to see Miss Liu!"

Yang Huaiping took out a handful of broken silver from his arms and stuffed it into the bustard's hand, "Then please ask the aunt to take me to meet Miss Liu, who is a performer and doesn't sell herself!"

Immediately, Yang Huaiping walked into a box full of classical charm under the personal leadership of the old bustard, and a woman wearing a light cyan dress and holding a guzheng in her arms met Yang Huaiping's eyes.

After the old bustard walked to the woman in the light blue dress and said a few words, she walked outside the room and squeaked the carved wooden door and said, "The young man is so fun, but our Miss Liu is not a showman, young man, don't come nonsense!"

Yang Huaiping walked straight to the table in the box and sat down, he picked up the purple clay pot on the table, poured a cup of tea and took a sip, "Since Miss Liu doesn't sell her art, then you can sing me a little song." ”

The woman in the light cyan dress slowly turned her head towards Yang Huaiping, and a beautiful figure appeared in Yang Huaiping's field of vision.

With a beautiful face, hands like soft wattles, skin like clotted fat, and eyebrows, Yang Huaiping, who looked at it, was in a trance for a while, and then began to sing with a clear throat in his arms.

Rain in Chang'an, autumn overnight,

The road is thousands of miles, and the wind blows the guest clothes.

The river boat listens to the flute in the night rain and leans on the evening sunshine.

The desert is desert and sorrowful,

Chang'an embankment, weeping poplars to send farewell,

A thousand mountains and moons, a sad blue.

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Yang Huaiping took a sip of the tea with the yellow buds of the floating goose in the cup, he looked at the woman in front of him with a puzzled expression and said, "I saw the girl holding the pipa in her arms, I don't know why the girl didn't play it!"

Liu Ruyan, who was wearing a cyan long dress, opened her red lips lightly, "I don't know how to play the pipa, the pipa in my arms is just a decorative role!"

"Interesting, the girl's singing is good, I don't know how hard work is on this bed!" Yang Yu took out a handful of silver from his arms and put it on the table and teased.

Liu Ruyan stretched out her slender jade fingers and took out a white porcelain wine jug from the table, she took a few sips and looked Yang Huaiping up and down with a cold laugh, "First, I am a performer, not a body, and second, you are too thin, I like strong men!"

After Yang Huaiping heard Liu Quyan's words, he just drank a sip of tea in his mouth and almost didn't squirt out, Yang Huaiping looked at Liu Ruyan's delicate figure, he said with a serious face: "I don't know if I try it or not, it's not that I'm blowing nonsense, it's just like this, if the girl and I have a Spring Festival, I guarantee that the girl won't get up the next day!"

"My first night is 10,000 taels of gold, brother, can you afford it?" Liu Ruyan looked at Yang Huaiping with a teasing expression.

Yang Huaiping took out all the scattered silver taels in his arms and put them on the table, he stretched out his index finger and knocked on the table and said with a joke: "Although these silver taels are not enough to have a spring festival with the girl, I think it should be no problem to use these silver taels to do some intimate acts with Miss Liu on the edge, and not to destroy the girl's body!"

Hearing Yang Huaiping's words, Liu Ruyan's pretty face instantly turned red, she clenched her teeth and said angrily: "You shameless rascal, you get out of here......"

Yang Huaiping smacked his lips and said, "The girl's words are wrong, if I were a decent gentleman, I wouldn't come to this Xiaoxiang Pavilion to play!"

Liu Ruyan's chest trembled for a while, and she couldn't speak, and after a long while, she suddenly threw the zither in her hand on the ground and lay down on the bed angrily, Liu Ruyan casually closed the curtain of the Spring Festival warm tent and ignored Yang Huaiping.

Yang Huaiping pinched a grape from the table and threw it into his mouth, he looked out the window, it was too early, and he couldn't help but start talking about some meat jokes that made people sound red-faced.

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With the passage of time, the night was deep, Liu Hanyan, who covered her head with a quilt in the warm tent of the Spring Festival and covered her ears with her hands, finally couldn't bear the influence of Yang Huaiping's foul language, she stretched out a smooth jade foot and kicked the quilt made of silk away, Liu Ruyan scolded angrily: "The old lady can't stand it, you can slip on the bed!"

At this time, Yang Huaiping knew the truth of burying all his fame in the dust, and he let out a cheap laugh and jumped out of the window of the box to the Xiaoxiang Pavilion.